AMAT (1)

Ansel's face was like a blank slate. He just stared at Lyra, not giving away a single thought.

The people around them, who knew a bit more about what was going on, had strange looks. This was getting really interesting.

"Please introduce herself, dear," the host said, completely missing the tension in the air.

"Lyra," she said, her voice cool, giving nothing else.

The host, trying to keep things smooth, pressed for more. "Which school? What year? And your superpower?"

"NMA, first year, healer."

"Oh… wait, what?" The host froze. 'A first-year? And a HEALER?'

It wasn't just her. Everyone watching, both live and online, looked confused.

Onstage, other military school students started whispering, some confused, others straight-up laughing.

A first-year was odd enough, but a healer at AMAT? 'Is this a joke?'